There are still several processes to go through before the harvest ceremony begins.
The first is to dismiss the idle people present and provide a warm and comfortable environment for the evil beast to sleep.
In addition to several important representatives of the [Philosopher Foundation] and the main managers of large sites, other Morpho butterflies who came to attend the ceremony and witness the birth of the king left the scene one after another and returned to the cosmopolitan city of HK to wait patiently for the harvest ceremony. the final result.
If ordinary people transform into ghosts, modern firearms can still deal with it.
It would be a terrible disaster if the Morpho butterfly transformed into a ghost during the harvest season.
They have mobility that breaks the speed of sound, a powerful body that is fed by the blood of the Catastrophic Beast, and weird and bizarre alienated soul power like [Fragrant Dream].
Xiaoqi and Meteor left the place of right and wrong early and returned to the Bu family mansion with Bailu and everyone in [joestar]. The masons of the construction team have long returned to the trading transit station in the underground world to spend time with their wives and children.
The terrace square in front of the vip special teahouse fortress began to make final armed preparations. A defense line was set up on the site. Temporary blast walls and warning lines with psychic pollution signs were lined up. The soldiers who stopped in Guangling passed through the trains of carriages to greet the engineering staff. Close the gate and start work together.
"The spiritual disaster concentration is 17%. Our insurance measures are being arranged. It is estimated that it will take fourteen minutes to complete the deployment."
The commander of the armed train was an important member of the Guangling Emergency Response Force. After exchanging firepower deployments with the other four Transportation Department teams——
——On the mountain road farther away from the observatory, three helicopters rose up, shining bright light in front of the wishing fountain.
The radio was busy with traffic and mixed messages.
"Are you ready for the tracer?"
"What ammo? Rubber bullets?"
"Point 50b, live ammunition."
"When the target appears and the spiritual disaster concentration exceeds 80%, the insurance will be unlocked and follow my orders."
"What if it escapes? Take plan B for plan B?"
"Adopt Plan B, giving priority to rescuing ritual personnel, prioritizing rescuing high-value targets, and prioritizing the personnel of the Scientific Research Institute and the Philosopher Foundation among the high-value targets. The other targets are all passengers or waiters. Each of them has magical powers."
When will the plan be implemented? "
"When the evil beast escapes from the station and the tracer is completely ineffective and cannot be traced, we will detonate the mini-nuclear bomb in its body."
"Understood, sir."
"Stay alert! What's the situation with the special intelligence team members in Guangling?"
The soldiers who sneaked into the engineering team reported the progress of the ceremony——
"——Ao Ruimingde tried to use David Victor's divine power to transmit information to a strange unit. I don't know what it wants to do. It is a new ritual method."
"Is the boss going to do anything fancy?"
"We can't let it play tricks on human lives. Please seek advice from the people in the Library and Information Section of the 1773rd Secretary."
"I'm back, team leader, Ao Hun Mingde wants to choose another sacrifice and let Jiang Xueming and the unknown target participate in the ceremony..."
"Confirm the source of the information."
"It's the e from Group 13 - this melon stays ripe."
"What about the risks?"
"The risk is unknown, but multiple VIPs equal multiple helpers and one more layer of insurance."….
"Aohu Mingde will never misjudge anyone. If this is its choice, our rapid reaction force will fully cooperate."
"There is no problem with the attack team."
"The SWAT team has no problem."
"After receiving new instructions, the engineering team is preparing to open the coffin and must cooperate with Ao Mingde's new ritual process - waiting for its signal flare."
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...
"I want you to wake him up—Jiang Xueming." The boss gently slapped Sixty-Three's cheek and said to Xueming: "The moment you wake him up, I will pull the trigger of the signal flare, and at the same time the harvest season ceremony will officially begin.
"
Jiang Xueming didn't ask much about the reason. The boss was already a mature big cat. He had experienced this kind of scene many times. He just had to do what Aohun Mingde said.
There is only one last question——
"——How should I wake up Sixty-Three?" Jiang Xueming mustered up the courage, just like a child in the kindergarten class, asking the teacher where to go for the spring outing tomorrow, with an inexplicable sense of humor.
After all, he had just spread his wings and started to use his soul power.
He simply doesn't know how to control [Fragrant Dream].
The boss is still discussing with Mr. Victor how to use the flare and which angle to hit it at, so that all the armed employees and soldiers on the scene can see this eye-catching red meteor.
The little kitten took the time to reply: "Shout its true name! Let the spirit body leave your body! Control it and command it. Control it how you control the spirit body!"
Xueming is a very honest person. When his uncles and aunts in various departments were busy with their work, he ran to the wishing pool and picked up Sixty-Three from the old man at the scientific research station for the rehearsal of Soul Power.
"Fragrant dream..." Xueming whispered softly——
——The surface of the body suddenly vibrated with a crisp bell note! It's like the whistling and knocking of metal joints when they slide and rub!
The alloy cat broke out of its body and floated beside Xueming. Its yellow eyes widened and it curiously observed its owner's appearance.
It tilted its head, as if it still didn't understand what was happening. It was the first time it came to the human world.
Immediately afterwards, Xueming began to wait——
——Maybe this way, Sixty-Three will wake up.
After waiting for more than a minute, Jiang Xueming became anxious when he saw that Sixty-Three showed no sign of waking up.
Although the importance is not stated, the tasks assigned by the boss at this time point must be very important and critical.
"Hey..." Xueming patted Liushisan's face gently: "Wake up!"
It’s no use, still no use—
——Even if you grab the shoulder, shake it, lift it up high, let Sixty-Three fall freely and then catch it, it’s useless.
Cold sweat fell from his forehead, Xueming's expression was solemn, and he repeatedly slapped Liu San's face.
"Wake up! Wake up! It's time to wake up from the dream!"
"I said..." Fenfang Huanmeng gently poked Xueming's shoulder, "Are you trying to wake him up?"
Xueming didn't look back, he didn't care about the issue of soul power at all, and focused on using physical means to awaken Sixty-Three.
Fragrant Fantasy: "(# o′)Hey! Look at me! Look at me!"
Jiang Xueming was finally drawn away by the noisy voice, and looked back at Fragrant Fantasy, "What the hell?!"...
Fenfang Huanmeng squinted her eyes and crossed her arms, looking very angry.
"Let me tell you, do you want to wake this guy up?"
Jiang Xueming: "Can you speak?"
Fragrant Fantasy: "Yes, I can."
Jiang Xueming took out a hand and went to touch the big steel cat's face: "You...are you self-aware?"
Fengfang Huanmeng raised her paw and opened the owner's palm: "Yes, I have it."
Jiang Xueming became even more anxious——
--Why is this so?
Teacher Victor's "Hell's Highway" and Mr. Wen Bucai's "Drunken Mania" are like puppets with one mind, tools that obey the orders of their masters wholeheartedly.
But [Fragrant Fantasy] was too slow and too strange! If Jiang Xueming encounters a similar situation in the future and cannot say a word, will he be unable to control his soul power?
"Do you want him to wake up?" Fenfang Huanmeng tilted her mouth and teased her paws, with curiosity on her face: "This guy is super~~~~~ dangerous! I can feel a strong spiritual energy in his body. , you can kill him at any time - if you let him out, I don’t know what will happen.”
"Brother, let's discuss it." Jiang Xueming immediately began to educate Hun Wei: "If one day I become mute or lose my head, we can use special gestures or secret codes to cooperate. Is that okay?"
Fenfang Huanmeng immediately refused: "No! I hate studying! It's so troublesome!"
Jiang Xueming sighed and decided to get down to business.
"Wake him up."
"Call my name." Fenfang Huanmeng became more energetic: "Shout it loudly!"
Jiang Xueming clenched his fists and controlled the spirit body.
"[seetdrea·Fragrant Dream]! Wake him up!"
The big steel cat immediately bared its teeth and began to act according to its master's orders. Its eyes were widened and not as sharp as they were at first.
Sixty-three's physical body began to have irregular finger movements and eye movements, and the skin on the eyelids trembled slightly, as if he would wake up at any time.
At this moment, a sharp and piercing siren came from the engineering team's observation station.
"The concentration of spiritual disasters is rising sharply! What's going on! What's going on! We haven't opened the coffin yet!"
Ao ruthless Mingde, Teacher Victor and others turned towards Jiang Xueming and Sixty-three——
"——What are you doing?"
Xueming raised her fist as big as a casserole and struck Feng Fang Huan Meng together, sending Sixty-Three into the dream again with a single punch.
"Nothing, nothing..."
Fragrant Fantasy also looks like she has more than enough heart to spare.
"Hey, what on earth do you want to do? First you wake him up, and then you beat him unconscious. You made me so confused..."
Xueming said seriously: "In order to cooperate with Aohun Mingde's ceremony, I have to let him wake up at the right time."
Fenfang Huanmeng suddenly realized: "Oh! Do you understand it now?"
Xueming rolled up her sleeves and asked for a bottle of panacea from the staff around her.
"I'm going to try a few more times."
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...
One minute passed——
——Sixty-three was beaten by Jiang Xueming until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, leaving only his last two teeth.
Xueming finally calmed down and thought carefully about the feeling of punching.
When it raises its arms to deliver punches, Soul Power will also follow this attack path to launch a second strike, but without its own guidance and just relying on its mouth to direct Fragrant Fantasy, it simply doesn't know how to hit people. ….
It absorbed part of the boss's spiritual essence and had autonomous consciousness, but this was not a good thing. Jiang Xueming almost quarreled with his own soul power when it came to directing this lazy guy to fight.
It doesn't like using guns very much. It has many bad habits when it comes to holding guns, but it refuses to learn.
It will lick its paws like a cat, sit cross-legged, and when angry, it will bend down and bend its waist like a wild beast to intimidate its enemies.
To be honest, this feeling is very weird——
——It’s like the unsatisfactory children came to the world before they got married and received the certificate.
Xueming frowned in thought, scanning the fragrant dream with suspicious eyes. Do you want to use this thing as a handy weapon to protect your own superpowers?
This is impossible, at least at this stage, its combat qualities are not up to par.
"(# o′)Hey! Were you looking down on me just now!" Fenfang Huanmeng is Xueming's spirit body, so she can naturally feel Xueming's emotions: "Are you looking down on me?"
"Although you can't confirm your thoughts, can you vaguely detect my emotions?" Xueming muttered silently, holding her chin and thinking carefully.
"Damn it! Why don't you look at me directly!" before Fenfang Huanmeng finished speaking.
Xueming stretched out her hand, grabbed the spirit body's arm, and immediately took the spirit body back into her physical body.
It’s really too noisy——
——This guy is really noisy. Let’s study it slowly when we have a chance.
He used the panacea to repair Sixty-three's facial damage, and shouted loudly to the boss: "I'm ready!"
"The whole process will be very fast!
Jiang Xueming! Look at the flare in my hand. When it goes up, you're going to wake up sixty-three. The boss took a set of spiritual clothes from Ling Weng and handed it to Xueming: "You have to hold back your curiosity and don't open your eyes no matter what. Whatever Sixty-Three wants you to do, just follow his orders." Do."
Without any hesitation, Jiang Xueming put on the thick spiritual clothes and said, "Okay."
The boss was deeply surprised by Xueming's decisiveness: "You trust me so much... I'm really touched."
"The range of my soul power should be sixteen meters. It is not very obedient." Jiang Xueming explained the accounting data of the spirit body to the boss: "It may not be able to respond to my orders immediately."
The boss raised the flare gun and pulled the trigger with his little paw.
"It doesn't matter, we have more than one chance, everything can be taken slowly."
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...
As the effect of [Fragrant Dream] disappeared, Sixty-three woke up from sleep.
Under the light of the signal bomb, the hounds in the army began to become restless, and began to bark intimidatingly as the concentration of spiritual disasters suddenly increased.
The fifty iron carriages began to emit unparalleled strong pheromones. Their carriages cracked inch by inch, and fresh blood burst out from them. After losing the restraint device, Yongzhu's body wanted to merge back into one place.
The drones in mid-air fell down like birds hit by bullets, and the strong energy radiation caused them to stop working instantly.
The helicopter that was slightly farther away could no longer receive any radio signals and was completely silent.
Farther away, on the Guangling Zhizhi armed train, the turrets of the attacking team stood in clusters. On the road to the magma lake, they aimed at the roof of the parliament five hundred meters away, ready to fire at any time. ….
When the engineering team members used ratchets and nooses to open the last big lock of the train, they quickly escaped from the emergency evacuation channel.
Xueming immediately closed her eyes——
——At that moment, he felt like he was surrounded by people.
Teacher Victor's hot spiritual pressure was almost like a ball of bright red flames, protecting Ming De in the center of the wishing pool.
Teacher Wen Bucai's dark spiritual body was like a magnet. When Xueming closed his eyes, he could still see water-shaped energy ripples coming towards him, most of which were sucked away by this strange black stone man.
A heavy heartbeat sounded——
——In the pitch-black field of vision, the carriage in the distance was like a coffin, with indescribable chaotic flesh crawling out of it. There was a strong sweet and fishy smell floating in the air, like rust and plasma mixed together, fermented for countless times. Ten years of wine.
Can't open my eyes, mustn't open my eyes!
Xueming warned herself again and again, almost wanting to blind her eyes——
——He could no longer tell whether his eyes were open or closed.
These strange spiritual pressures left colorful patches of color on his retinas, almost driving him crazy.
Is that the physical body of Yaozhu?
From the piles of bones rose a tall tower made of flesh and blood, rising to the sky, followed by a huge head. It twisted its body like a maggot, and after losing its limbs, the hollow cavities in its torso made a gurgling sound.
The slurry rushed forward and poured into the wishing fountain.
Ling Weng immediately sent the boss into the pool——
——The moment the spiritual essence and physical essence came into contact, the boss was almost torn in two by this powerful attraction. Its suddenly elongated body seemed to confirm the physical phenomenon that "cats are liquids."
In the dark world, Xueming could only vaguely hear the boss's roar.
"Listen to me! Listen to me!
You have to listen to me! "
The screams emitted by the thorns when they are in pain are very special. They are very similar to the sonar signals in the deep sea. There are many high-frequency ultrasonic waves that humans cannot hear. It seems that a section of the audio spectrum has been lost, which is very strange.
The giant flesh-and-blood statue of the boss stands tall, at least more than 40 meters high. It is half lying on the roof of the terrace of the Council of Five Kings.
, after releasing all the fluid in his body, he finally lost all his strength, and seemed to be falling asleep under the control of Ao Hen Mingde.
The boss ordered: "Settle the bones and prepare for surgery!"
Ling Weng held the boss's body and walked forward. In Xueming's closed eyes, it was like a shining and colorful soul, about to walk towards the indescribable tower of flesh and blood. Followed by five spirits of different colors, they were about to crash into the terrifying darkness.
Leaving Teacher Victor's protective range, Xueming felt her body sink, and there was a burning pain in her feet!
My legs were soaked in the fluid from the cavities of the Taozu. When they were contaminated with this strong pheromone, the pain was as unbearable as if they were soaked in the bone-transforming water!
Xueming looked down involuntarily and opened his eyes wide. The sudden hallucination almost took him to hell. He saw a dry skeleton soaked in thick pinkish-white slurry, and followed it up - the hip bones, The thigh bones, lumbar crest and ribcage are all empty.
He looked at his hands in horror. Unknowingly, it seemed that all the essence in his body had been eaten away by Tao Zhu, leaving only a few bright red rotten meat strips and tendons hanging on the soft bones! ….
Look further!
The evil beast stood there, motionless.
It has no hair, or the hair has long since fallen off. The skin on the body has just healed, and there are still traces of binding with engineered antiseptic cloth. The large pores have burnt scars scanned by lasers, as if to preserve fresh elements for a long time. Quality hair removal treatment.
Its flesh and blood sealed in the railway train burst out with rich pulp when released, so that it looked a bit slender, with a stick-shaped fleshy body with deformed tumors. With a body size of more than 100 meters, it looks like a string of Buddhist beads.
These raised tumors must be Madam Bai's insect nest.
The four large limb joints are irregular pits, just like its bones, showing multi-faceted prismatic joints. It is difficult to imagine the form in which it cut off its own bones. Maybe it wasn't that huge back then.
Finally, its head——
——It was a huge, ugly and ferocious face that looked like a human face, but also looked like an eye-catching tiger.
Its eyes have turned into two bloody pits, which seems to be what the boss said. The eye has become the raw material of a polarizing sextant, part of an industrial installation.
The split mouth and the bridge of the nose are sunken, and there are countless canine teeth in the mouth that is split to the base of the ears.
There is only a little bit of cartilage left in the two big round ears——
——As soon as Mrs. Bai finished eating it, many naive bugs fell from the high altitude and fell into the thick slurry, trying to swim back into the tender and delicious body of the worm.
Xueming's eyes began to bleed, and he couldn't escape from this scene! Can't look away!
It was hard for him to imagine how those would-be kings could get close to such an incredible giant, and how they could resist such terrifying spiritual pressure.
Just standing dozens of meters away made him go completely crazy.
I have to close my eyes again... I have to close my eyes again...
He took out the pen from his diary and stabbed himself blindly.
Sixty-three held Xueming’s arm——
——He helped the boy close his eyelids. .
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